Where was I? Oh, so last Wednesday we did the final show and let me tell you, it was WAY different. This time we were in front of a dozen architects who had metal name plates in front of them and we all sat in front of microphones because everything was taped for public records. So, the meeting was started and we were called up to present our plans. I was so nervous. Tom said afterwards that my voice was squeaky and I ended my sentences as questions? Which I don't recall doing probably because I was busy listening to the roar of adrenaline rushing through my body. Anyway, we finished and one person asked for our justification for moving the front door and another asked why we chose a certain window in front. That was it. They then said, "Yeah, okay", thanked us and went on to the next property. A bit anticlimactic. I didn't realize our plans had passed until an hour later at our recovery Indian dinner.
So, now Tom is working on the permit drawings and I continue to pack, and condense our house stuff so it will fit in our 19' RV.

1 comment:
hi Wee wee!
I jest red yer thing (what
do ya kall it? A blob?)
Very nice, butt the paper
on the screen ya'll wrote
it on looked kinda old.
o well, u Know what they
say;" Out with the old,in
with the..something some-
thing....
love dave
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